7.16.1991 3:29am
i finally got off my butt and did the dishes and cleaned my room. 3:30 in the morning. i slept until 7pm then watched Tv until 2 or so. i made yummy spaghetti with mushrooms. cris isn't home from work yet and i'm trying not to care but i wish he'd walk in the door now. it's hot today but there's a cool breeze now. all week " they say" it will be hot, 90 degrees or higher maybe. i did have a bit of a heat stroke last night. i've never sweated that bad before on stage. now it's 3:33, that magical loneliness of night. i requested "oops" by 808 state on 104 as i was cleaning my room. the dj woman asked me what i was doing. i said staring at my room trying to clean it. so she said that on the air and said i almost belong to "the deadbeat club" , the B 52's song that was on before it. must be strange and lonely to be a dj so late at night...so i called her back up and said thanks and that i'd finished cleaning my room. she said "that was fast" and i said "it's a small room". just trying to reach somebody. i recall the times i'd be so lonely and removed that i'd call The Time just to hear the recorded voice.
i don't feel like that now, though. kinda peaceful, probaly because i took my meds now. yesterday i had 5 xanax. i usually just have 2 before i go to bed. that's what i did now. if i don't have a xanax in 24 hours i start to feel pretty anxious. but i'm ok now. i lit a candle and some incense and now i'm rambling small talk and i don't know why. i usually don't feel like writing junk like this. i hope cris isn't out skinny dipping with all those people i don't know. it makes me feel so jealous being trapped in here, a prisoner, being a woman. i'd love to just go out and walk around the block or sit on the front steps of this apartment building.

 

7.16.1991 11:50pm
rachael daelynne: vocals, guitar ,bass, keyboards
renee bracchi: percussion
carolyn rush: our bassist was too transparent atthe time of recording to play
all songs written and arranged by rachael
produced by rachael and tommy roberts
engineered by tommy roberts
recorded at the underground studios in minneapolis, MN , USA december 1988-february 1989
cover design by rachael
*turning burning piano by tom siler

introducing sorrow
dreams are real
with furry and thread
meadows of furry
ripped to shreds
where is day
sgt. sorrow
through the sun
animal sea
* turning burning
* never understood
* turn to black